“"This is the sort of thing I mean. Now where is Nicole—she's gone off somewhere. Is she upstairs in her room? What am I supposed to do? I never know whether it's something innocent or whether I ought to go find her." "Perhaps she just wants to be by herself—people living alone get used to loneliness."
Seeing that Miss Warren was not listening he stopped. "I'll take a look around."
For a moment all the outdoors shut in with mist was like spring with the curtains drawn. Life was gathered near the hotel.”